Sometimes I Fall Down

when your ears are full already of your own words you will never hear. what i mean to say is that i am growing sick of train-like speakers. ...

Damnit if I didn't just watch Away From Her. Damnit if I don't keep hearing about this whole "love" thing and wondering w...

A girl went out wearing my skin today I know it was mine because the cheeks were still wet. She was too thin for it; it didn't fit quit...

This is in the right format to become a sonnet... but I wonder if instead it will become a... sestina? vilanelle? slam piece? Anyway, the...

Didn't get home until nearly two last night, and I was a little marinated. Sorry. Here's the poem. Oops, I mean draft. Have I sa...

It's been a twelve-hour shift. This is the roughest rough draft ever. Please know my plans: I'll delete every single one of this mo...

Ladies and Gentledudes: After this poem there are only SIX left in the month. Get your requests in now, folks. Today's poem was about t...

Seems like years. Today I wanted to write a poem I would never write, a poem I wouldn't have written if it weren't for this month. ...

I've been reading this weekly blog at postsecret.com for some time now, watching the list of cities where the owner will be speaking and...

You didn't miss yesterday's poem, folks, I've got it right here, I just don't know about posting it yet. It's supposed ...